The ghosts of dead teenagers sing to me while I am dancing
Do you really want to stay amongst these starving stowaways?
Do you really want to stay lost?
When the dance floor clears, I take a pack of matches as a souvenir
When the dance floor clears, I walk home alone with their voices still in my ears
The ghosts of dead teenagers sing to me while I am dancing
The ghosts of dead teenagers sing to me while I am dancing
The ghosts of dead teenagers sing to me while I am dancing
The ghosts of dead teenagers sing to me while I am dancing
The ghosts of dead teenagers sing to me while I am dancing
The ghosts of dead teenagers sing to me while I am dancing
They're sad and young
And they'll be sad and young forever
And I cry until I throw up
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Postat av: Salome
Gud, vad hon var lik Rose i two and a half men :)
Postat av: Emilia
Sjukt snygg/söt/vacker tjej, var hittade du henne? Väldigt mycket sextiotalets London över bilderna...
Postat av: themanlyway
Postat av: themanlyway
Snygga kvinna!
Råkade göra något konstigt på min förra kommentar för övrigt. Min hand bara hoppade på enter, inte mitt fel.
Postat av: Stephanie
Åh, blev lite smått förälskad i denna vackra varelse!
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